Hunting the Fear Bear

Written by Jim M. Allen


ack when I was 12, my best friend Shane and I spent most of our summer weekends camping inrepparttar thick woods behind my family's farm house. We'd pitch our tent next torepparttar 131336 fishing pond and would spendrepparttar 131337 weekend inrepparttar 131338 great outdoors.

While we imagined we were living offrepparttar 131339 fat ofrepparttar 131340 land, we were really living offrepparttar 131341 larder of my father: Once or twice a day we'd go torepparttar 131342 house, a mere quarter mile away, share a meal with my family, and stock up on chips, snacks and thermosfuls of sweet iced-tea. On Sunday mornings we would breakfast atrepparttar 131343 house for Sunday wasrepparttar 131344 day that my father ventured intorepparttar 131345 kitchen to make a batch of his famous (at least amongrepparttar 131346 Allen clan) biscuits-and-sausage-gravy.

It was one of these Sunday mornings thatrepparttar 131347 great bear hunting incident took place.

We woke early one morning and set uponrepparttar 131348 task of fishing. If we were lucky we could catch a few fish before going on up torepparttar 131349 house for breakfast. It was a peaceful day and we were enjoyingrepparttar 131350 silence until we were disturbed byrepparttar 131351 clamor of something moving inrepparttar 131352 woods. Quiet at first but increasingly louder,repparttar 131353 raucous noise quickly proved to be nothing than my younger sister, all of seven, traipsing loudly downrepparttar 131354 trail fromrepparttar 131355 house.

"Keep it down, will you, we're fishing!" I yelled.

"Fine," she said, sticking her tongue out atrepparttar 131356 two of us. "Then I won't tell you that Dad said breakfast is ready." And she turned and tromped back uprepparttar 131357 trail louder than before.

As soon as she was gone, Shane and I eagerly started winding our reels in. Both our stomach's were growling atrepparttar 131358 thought ofrepparttar 131359 meal to come. Just as we we're setting our poles next torepparttar 131360 tent, we heard a scream that was obviously Michelle. Shane and I ran downrepparttar 131361 path, towardsrepparttar 131362 noise, going just a short distance before seeing my sister who was tearing back downrepparttar 131363 path towards us.

"What'srepparttar 131364 matter?" Shane asked, putting his arm around her shoulder. Her eyes were wide and wet with tears and she was shaking likerepparttar 131365 treetops in a thunderstorm.

Stop Doing It All!

Written by Jim M. Allen


The 21st century sure seems to have brought a lot of great ideas, projects, and work for people to do. I say that because I've seen quite an increase inrepparttar number of people who contact me for help on how to juggle all these various activities.

So that everyone can benefit, I'm going to tell you like I tell all those people who call & write: You can get out of this "doing everything" trap and get a lot more done inrepparttar 131335 process. Here's how:

1. YOU CAN'T DO EVERYTHING ANYWAY

Face it: If you could do everything, none ofrepparttar 131336 rest of us would have to worry about anything, would we? Truth is that there's always much more to be done than there is time to do it.

When you realize that you're not going to get it all done by yourself it gets a whole lot easier to do what work you do have to do.

2. JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE A LOT TO DO DOESN'T MEAN IT ALL NEEDS DOING

Closely examinerepparttar 131337 stuff on your "to do" or projects list. Some of it just doesn't need doing. Not now at any rate. And in some cases, not ever.

Don't believe me? Put it atrepparttar 131338 bottom ofrepparttar 131339 list and leave it there for a while. You'll see.

3. SAY "NO" MORE THAN YOU SAY "YES"

I don't know why, but it seems likerepparttar 131340 people who are most willing to volunteer for a new project or additional work arerepparttar 131341 ones who just DON'T haverepparttar 131342 time available to do it.

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